Yushanfang

Chapter 33 34: Sickness (2)

Lin Yan panicked when he saw it, and quickly stretched out his hand to hold Lin Xiang down: "Sister, don't move around, I can cook the meals myself."

Hearing this, Lin Xiangjue felt a little funny, and stretched out his hand to pinch his younger brother's face: "Can you do it?" My younger brother was born to be pampered, let alone cooking, it was good to let him eat on time in modern times up.

After all, he shook his head and got up.

Unexpectedly, Lin Yan puffed up his cheeks, and looked at Lin Xiang angrily: "Of course I can do it!" He said with a strong momentum, and there was a bit of stubbornness in his eyes looking at Lin Xiang.

"You are not allowed to stay here." Lin Yan was full of anger, and reached out his hand to hold Lin Xiang who was moving.

This time, Lin Xiang was a little sluggish.

Seeing my younger brother walking up to the stove in a serious manner and getting some vegetables and fruits bought the day before yesterday to cook, I couldn't help but feel that it was a bit of fun, but after a while, a faint warmth flooded my heart heart.

The corner of her mouth curled up, she moved her body, and instead of continuing to stay on the bed, she leaned lazily on the tavern, and said lightly: "In this case, I will wait for your craftsmanship."

While Lin Yan was clumsily chopping vegetables with a kitchen knife, his fingers paused for a moment, and then the sound continued intermittently.

Lin Xiang hooked the corners of his lips, but his face was full of smiles.

……

"This is your craft?" Lin Xiang looked at the big bowl of hot things in front of him with some seriousness.

At the moment, it is breathing white gas upwards, and it is floating, and it is fine to get closer, and the smell is not bad.

but--

If you look down at the things in the bowl, you will be in a bad mood.

This is a bowl of hot noodle soup.

At this moment, there is already a piece of white in the bowl, and the noodle soup is almost sticking together in a mess. There is a big pile of bulging, and it looks like a full bowl. It is hard to tell whether it is soup noodles or dry noodles. .

Lin Xiang made a lot of noodles in the past few days, and put them on the stove beside him, so he didn’t have to worry about it when it was cold. He just covered the noodles with a simple piece of cloth. For food, just take these and order some pasta to satisfy your hunger.

Lin Yan swallowed his saliva, looked down at the soup in the bowl, and felt embarrassed for a moment: "It just doesn't look good, but the taste should still be okay."

Lin Xiang looked down, smiled, and said nothing, but reached out to take the chopsticks handed over by his brother.

Lin Xiang's nasal cavity was smudged by the steaming hot noodles at this moment. She pursed her lips, picked up a chopstick, and slowly put it into her mouth——

After chewing, Lin Xiang tasted it with a thoughtful look on his face.

Lin Yan was a little nervous. She knew her sister was good at cooking, otherwise, no one would have specially hired her to be a cook in a restaurant. Even though she knew her skills were not good, she still had some expectations.

"How?" Lin Yan asked nervously.

Lin Xiang frowned, looking thoughtful.

Lin Yan's palms were sweating a little.

After a while, Lin Xiang chuckled suddenly and said, "Well, it's delicious." Looking at Lin Yan's small figure, a warm feeling surged in his heart, and he suddenly felt that everything he had done these days was worthless. worth it.

Leaving aside whether Lin Yan's craftsmanship is good or not, Lin Xiang's sickness has not improved a bit at the moment, and logically speaking, he should eat half a mouthful of food without wanting to be contaminated.

Lin Xiang lowered his head again, took a big sip of the soup with his chopsticks close to his lips.

Lin Yan watched from one side, and his mind was slightly divided.

It seems that the taste is barely passable.

I was two points satisfied in my heart, and I suddenly felt a little hungry.

Then he walked to the dining table alone. There was still a bowl of hot soup on the table at the moment. Lin Yan pursed the corners of his lips, then picked up the chopsticks——

moment.

"Ahem." Lin Yan coughed twice, spat out the contents of his mouth, and looked at the bowl of white and chaotic things in front of him in surprise, and his mouth was overflowing with saliva.

It seems that there is too much salt.

Lin Yan looked at the bowl of food in embarrassment, and suddenly turned his face to look at Lin Xiang.There is no way to compare the things I make with my sister's.

"Sister, don't eat." Lin Yan was a little embarrassed to remove the soup bowl in Lin Xiang's palm.

Lin Xiang smiled: "Well, I think it's okay except it's a bit salty."

Lin Yan wanted to tell Lin Xiang not to eat it, but because he made it himself, he felt embarrassed, and said, "Then, add a little more water."

So, the siblings ate their dinner wholeheartedly under Lin Yan's crude craftsmanship.

Lin Yan almost didn't have nightmares at night. In his dreams, a sticky ball of noodles was chasing after him, trying to eat it by himself.

Lin Xiang didn't think so. It was Lin Yan's first time making something, and he hadn't made it himself. After tasting it like this, the taste would naturally not be particularly bad.Anyway, she felt a little satisfied.

In the early morning of the second day, Lin Xiang deliberately got up early to make some food for Lin Yan. After all, those noodles were really not very tasty. The feeling is also inescapable.

Unexpectedly, this morning, Lin Yan woke up two minutes earlier than Lin Xiang.

He said righteously: "My sister is sick and needs to rest." Then, after finishing speaking, he washed up for a while, and ran out with a few copper coins in his hand.

Lin Xiang was a little dazed.

Lin Xiang didn't react until Lin Yan came back, holding a few big warm steamed buns in his arms.

It turned out that this kid was going to buy food.

Can't help but burst out laughing, Lin Xiang didn't say anything else.

Lin Yan boiled some hot water, while Lin Xiang was eating big white, plump and warm steamed buns, while Lin Yan was cleaning the house there.

While sweeping here and there with a broom, he poured the used dirty water at the door outside the house.

"Hurry up and eat too." Lin Xiang had never seen his younger brother work so hard. While he was happy for a while, he couldn't help but feel warmer when he thought that it was because he brought it with him.

However, Lin Xiang was still worried about his younger brother's health, so he hurriedly told him to come to eat quickly.

Lin Yan wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, and felt his sister's hard work for a while, and couldn't help feeling guilty again.

After having breakfast with Lin Xiang in a hurry, Lin Yan continued to do other things without stopping.

Before noon, Lin Xiang was lying on the slum, and looked at Lin Yan running out with some surprise.

She was a little confused about what Lin Yan wanted to do.

Unexpectedly, about half an hour later, Lin Yan ran back, and then began to cook in a serious and dignified manner.

(End of this chapter)